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Coming out of the temple. Mostly I like this picture because it shows off my hair, which I did myself. And it shows off my adorable husband.Having chosen Oakland as opposed to the apparent family favourite (San Diego), I found my wedding day a bit cooler than the abundant sunshine might suggestIn case you were wondering, my flowers were made by my brother and his wife. I think they should go into

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That's all.

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TiredNeed another box from my workRemembered that I forgot to finish hemming my wedding dressMight just leave it that way until I get homeJust made four dozen snickerdoodlesEaten sweets all dayGross

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I don't know why everybody hates finals and gets so stressed out about them. I think they are just like midterms, except a lot better. They are better because you don't have to go to class or do homework anymore in between studying and taking your tests. You just have to study and take your tests! I would take a finals week over a midterm week any day.As for my other whys...Why do all

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So, it occurred to me today that I am getting married in 15 short days. I am also graduating from this fine university in about that same amount of time (I can't remember when the official graduation day is, as there are no ceremonies in December).I guess I'm trying to decide what to do with this blog of mine.1. Do I keep it up and let you know all about my married life up in Logan?2. Do I start

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In public restrooms...Is it acceptable to use the handicapped stall if you are not handicapped and there are other stalls available?

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I don't think I've posted three times in a day in years. But here's another cheating one, because I'm definitely with Tim right now.Make it the best wish of your life.

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Here's a post at 11:11. Just to say I did. But a cheating one, because I'm actually at work right now. Make a wish everyone! And make it a good one.

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Today is 11-11-11. It's a day I've looked forward to pretty much my entire life. At least ever since I became aware of its existence. I used to think that I'd have a huge party today. After all, it's a once in a lifetime occurrence. Now all I care about is the fact that I get to see Tim again this evening.

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Today I have been home from my mission for exactly 18 months. Granted, I was on my mission for 18 months and 19 days, if you count the MTC, but I was in Washington for exactly 18 months.It's gone by pretty fast.I thought I might let you know what I've been up to.This morning I had breakfast with the dean of the College of Humanities. We had two kinds of quiche (spinach and ham - the spinach one

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Things I like:Beans on toast for dinner (complete with fried egg and cheese)Putting on pajama pantsHot chocolateDoing my Hawaiian homeworkNot going to work on Friday because of working last SaturdayTaking a long showerHalf-popped popcorn kernelsBeing with TimThings I don't like:Cake and chips for lunchCookies and chips for breakfastThe slight earache that I have that had better not get any

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I'm not sure if I mentioned it before, but I'm taking Hawaiian 101 this semester. We often play games in the class, and this past Thursday we ended up playing speed Scrabble in Hawaiian. Usually when we play games for points, our teacher separates us into groups based on skill level. So he puts all the Hawaiian speakers who are just in the class for fun in one group, and then he groups the other

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Just in case you faithful readers of my blog forgot that you were entitled (or should we say "subjected"?) to every detail of my mundane little life, here you go:So yesterday I went to this premarital class at the BYU Health Center. It was pretty much a marathon (the whole thing took about 3 hours) in-depth sex-ed class from a gospel perspective. Was it a good, informative experience? Yes. Would

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So, there's always this depressing period of time after Tim leaves before I get used to him being away again. And really that's all I can think about right now, instead of all the exciting things that happened this weekend, like how we went to our mission reunion and got to see President and Sister Bowen again, and how my wedding dress came and it's perfect. And how we got to listen to apostles

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From Theft:"A student reported his backpack stolen. He found it later."From Disorderly Conduct:"A man claimed another man rammed him with a stroller at the bus stop. He believed the other man was cutting in line. The matter is under investigation."From Suspicious Activity (my favourite category):"There was a call reporting two suspicious people sleeping on a sidewalk. Officers arrived and

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Today I am getting married in three months!I'm also sick again. I seem to get colds kind of easily. Luckily, Tim is not coming this weekend (never thought I'd say that), so he won't catch it from me (unless he already did last weekend and it just hasn't shown up quite yet). Also luckily, his parents sent me a package last week, which contained (along with one of these) a random box of tissues. I

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My fiance is so clever. He came up with this idea for a big group date, so Ashley and I went up to Logan for it on Friday. We drove up the canyon a little ways and went shooting, but we didn't just go shooting. We shot at balloons that were filled with paint, with a big canvas spread underneath.It was my first time shooting, and actually a lot more fun than I expected it to be. I don't know why I

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I still have a few internship hours to finish this semester, so I decided to do a little tutoring at the ELC. I thought I'd have it easy this time, going from an entire class to just one student. Then yesterday I got my tutoring assignment and found out that, not only does my student hardly speak any English (which was no surprise - I'm doing Foundations Prep again), but he's blind!Now I'm

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I had to work yesterday, which gave me a lot of time to think about some things (as do all Saturdays that I spend at work). One thing I've been thinking about lately: Why do the knobs on the sides of the paper towel dispensers in public restrooms say "Emergency Feed" above them. Does the lack of paper towel hanging down for you to grab really constitute an emergency?Speaking of which, I used a

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Do you remember my favourite shoes? Yeah, those shoes. Those shoes that I still think about and miss and occasionally stay up late searching for on the internet. Well, very early this morning (I think you could safely call it the "wee hours") the unbelievable happened: I think I found them!I was perusing "vintage adidas shoes" on eBay, and one pair caught my eye. The feature that stuck out to me

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We took engagement pictures! But Tim thinks I should keep them a secret and not put any up here.We also registered at Bed Bath and Beyond (exhausting, but fun) and got our wedding bands.And went to the driving range. And I got another blister.And made some delicious salsa and other stuff.It was a productive three day weekend.

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I'm getting married in four months! That's all. :)

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I just thought I'd take this opportunity to show off the delicious meal I made myself for dinner today. I had gone straight from work to help a girl in my ward move, so I was tired and starving and wanted something I could fix up in a hurry. This was what resulted: On the left is a crookneck squash, sauteed with a little onion and salt and pepper. In the back is some whole wheat spaghetti with a

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My latest healthy eating endeavors have included: Whole wheat flour. The only things I have attempted so far are pancakes, breadsticks, and pizza crust Whole wheat pasta (because it was on sale) Lots of vegetables from my ward's garden And right now I am cooking some black beans in the crock-pot, which seemed to be a whole lot cheaper than buying canned ones. In other words, I remain quite

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I don't know why I'm always feeling compelled to write about deodorant, but I just keep thinking about it, so here I go again. It's this: Roll-on deodorant. Why is it so much more expensive here? It's something that I think about more often than you would think. It started like this: I went off to Wales in the summer of 2007, and while cavorting around Britain before my study abroad started, I

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Don't worry, I'm as alive as ever. But you probably won't hear from me again for a while, because... in five days I will be heading to Alabama (for the first time in my life) to see Tim (for the first time since Mother's Day)!Just for your amusement, I was sorting through the pictures on my computer this afternoon, and I came across this little gem, taken right after my final transfer meeting,

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There is a girl who sits a few desks away from me in my historical linguistics class. She has an envelope that she keeps in her notebook. It is an attractive off-white color, and it is not your usual envelope shape - it's a little bit more long and slender. I know that it came from a man in Germany, because I saw the name and address once as she turned the envelope over. She often takes the

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I probably should have written about this days ago, but better late than never.If you're looking for something to do today, come visit me at the Utah Festival of Books. It's in the Bookstore and around BYU campus from 10-6 today, and I have to spend the whole day there, so at least come say hi.David Archuleta will be there.And for those of us who are not so teenybopper (or teenybopper at heart),

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Animal crackers and cocoa to drink,That is the finest of suppers I think;When I'm grown up and can have what I pleaseI think I shall always insist upon these.What do YOU choose when you're offered a treat?When Mother says, "What would you like best to eat?"Is it waffles and syrup, or cinnamon toast?It's cocoa and animals that I love most!The kitchen's the cosiest place that I know;The kettle is

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I happened to go see Newsies with Samuel and Krista at the Varsity Theater last night. I figured I might as well take this opportunity to see it on the big screen, although it ended up feeling like a teenage girl party + the annoying people behind us who wouldn't stop talking loudly the whole time.But... I won the Newsies trivia game! I can't decide if I ought to feel proud or slightly abashed at

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In my class today we played that game where everybody has a celebrity's name stuck to their forehead, and you have to go around and ask people questions to figure out whose name you have.I ended up with "Jimmer Fredette" on my forehead. I swear we've talked about him several times in class this week, and yet for some inexplicable reason, two of my students told me that I was a woman.

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As promised, here are the other two stickers I got in my rice candy:I already have a couple of the flower stickers, but the ninja girl was a new one.One day I will show you my entire collection.

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Looks like I've been out of it for a while. There are a few reasons for this, but here's the main one:I'm a teacher! I'm doing my TESOL internship this term, teaching at the BYU English Language Center, so that's been keeping me pretty busy. But now I'm in my second week of it, so I'm getting into the swing of things and starting to fit blogging into it all again.Anyway, pretty much the only

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Women's Conference is upon us. Run for your lives.Bonus points if you know where the title quote came from.

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This is one of my favourites.

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For the past two nights I've had dreams in which I could fly. In the first one I had this flying horse, and once I got up flying on the flying horse, I could get off and fly myself. Last night I didn't even need the horse; I could just get up and go.I love flying dreams. Flying is a lot harder than you'd think, though. It takes a lot of concentration, especially when I'm first trying to get off

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So, I never used to get cramps until... oh... about the time I got home from my mission. Now I get them every month without fail, and I hate it. It makes me just want to lie around and be grumpy because I don't feel good.And right now I can do that because I just finished classes and I only have two finals to take.So this entire post isn't about me complaining, here is a video that I like:Don't

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My parents happened to come to Provo last weekend, it being Conference and all, and Tim came down as well, and we had quite the Conference party. But before the party, my mom and Nicole and I went out and did this (I apologize now for all the funny faces I'm making, and for always leaving the little loops hanging out of the sleeves):Nicole really liked this one. She said it made me look "busty" (

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These are my Lu'au sisters. Oh, and our instructor, Reshley. He choreographed the dance and taught it to us girls.I think we looked pretty classy. (As you can see, I won the white girl award.)It was so funny having a guy as an instructor. There were plenty of times when he'd try to demonstrate what we were supposed to look like, but he always added the disclaimer, "But I'm a guy, so I don't have

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So...I don't know how to announce this dramatically or anything.Umm...I guess I'll just say it.It's official.I'm engaged.I'm engaged!I don't think I've ever been happier.I'll tell you how it came about, since I know people like to hear proposal stories.It started out on Friday afternoon. I hadn't been expecting him to come down, because he was just here last weekend. I had to work until six, and

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In case you were wondering, this is what I've been up to these days:You can thank my roommate for finally getting another picture of us.

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Right now I am sick and tired of doing the whole long distance thing. Don't you think I've had more than my fair share of it over the years?Okay, now I'm going to go to bed because sleep is more productive than moping around feeling sorry for myself.

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I'm not sure I've mentioned it before, but for the past two months I have been getting up at 5:30 every Saturday morning to go to a tortuous 2-4 hour long dance practice, all for the sake of the BYU Lu'au.What I'm trying to say is... tickets are on sale today, so you should go get tickets to come see me! I'm in the Hawai'i section, and we're performing very first, and we're going to be the

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More than ever. That's about all I have to say at the moment.

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Today I heard from someone I haven't had contact with in years.Those of you who have read my blog for a while may remember occasional references to "Seminary Boy." I think he also made a more recent appearance in my chronicle of boys as "Boy #1."I just hopped online today after school, and there he was, wanting to chat with me on Facebook. I'm still speechless. You'd think after five years or so

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On Valentine's Day 2007, I came home after a long day to find a flower and this little note on my porch. I still remember the flower was my favourite color - orange. And I've kept the little note in my wallet ever since.Now I have a boyfriend to send me flowers on Valentine's Day, but it's still nice to know that even when you don't have anyone else, you always have brothers.

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My weekend in Logan was wonderful. The only thing wrong with it was that it was too short. Tim's grandparents absolutely spoil me when I come. I swear they give me the most comfortable bed in the house, as well as a giant stuffed duck to sleep with. Next time I go up there maybe I'll take a picture of the duck so you can meet him. I was only there Saturday and Sunday, but we actually did quite a

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A quick text can get pretty awkward when your boyfriend's number and his sister's number are right next to each other in your contacts.

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You might recall that I've been having a bit of trouble donating blood lately, due to my mysteriously increased pulse rate. Today, however, I believe I may have uncovered the mystery.You see, when I was little I remember going to Walgreens with my mom, and I always wanted to use the blood pressure machine. So I'd sit down and stick my arm through the cuff, and my mom would start it up (are those

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My mind is all a jumble today, which surprises me a bit, because everything is going well and I'm not particularly busy. It's been a relaxing Sunday, really. I guess I am just writing this out of duty, because I only seem to blog on weekends these days. And next weekend, barring any unforeseen circumstances, I'm going to Logan, so I won't be doing any blogging then.I'm still madly in love, in

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-65965317393578206662011-01-20T21:37:00.002-07:002011-01-21T18:35:20.550-07:00

A couple weeks ago, Tim and I stayed up until about three in the morning, talking on Skype (before Nicole got back from Christmas break, so I had the room to myself and could stay up as long as I wanted). Mostly we were talking about all the little quirks that we have.And... I just realized that it makes us both sound very quirky to say that we were up until three in the morning talking about all

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Here's another reason I don't blog much anymore: I'm in this Japanese class here at BYU, and we have to memorize insane amounts of dialog every week. Here are tomorrow's dialogs, just as an example:(For any of you familiar with Japanese, sorry about the weird romanization. That's just how our textbook does it.)Dialog 1A: Ano ko wa, doko no ko desyoo nee.B: Uti no Takasi de gozaimasu.A: Otaku no

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You may have been wondering what's become of my usual blogging self. I will try to explain.I seem to have discovered an interesting phenomenon. When you're desperately in love, it's quite difficult to think about anything besides the object of your affections. As I always seem to find myself doing it the long-distance way, I find myself in two situations: Either he is here for the weekend and I

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-86003768460812814332011-01-09T16:56:00.000-07:002011-01-09T16:56:31.561-07:00

I've had about a dozen people inform me that my picture was in the Deseret News today. And yesterday. It's true. This lady followed me around at work the other day for about 20 minutes, taking an endless amount of pictures. I only wish she could have chosen more attractive ones to actually publish. Oh well.I'm turning into an official blogging failure, and I don't even care. I guess I have more

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-49525199927410085372011-01-05T06:50:00.000-07:002011-01-05T06:50:51.872-07:00

One of my new year's resolutions this year is to bring lunch for myself every day this semester. Those of you who know me know that I've been very bad about this in the past.But I succeeded on the first day of school, and I'm about to go pack myself a lunch for today as well.I'm not very creative, however. Anybody have ideas as to what I should pack for lunch these days?Thanks a ton.I know this

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Last weekend my dad came to Salt Lake to work on some translation stuff, so Kerns and I decided to take advantage of the opportunity for him to meet at least one of my parents. So we took a trip to Salt Lake, went to the temple, and wandered around the church history museum for a while (because I wanted to show him Brian's Nativity), waiting for my dad to call and let us know he was done.He

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-51179723495631752622010-12-24T11:11:00.000-07:002010-12-24T11:11:00.315-07:00

Thanks be unto God for his unspeakable gift. - 2 Corinthians 9:15

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I don't write for nearly two weeks and there are still those of you who check my blog every day.I commend you for your faithfulness.I just finished finals today, so I figured I'd better take advantage of this opportunity to write before Kerns comes down again tomorrow.Is it weird to you that I still call him Kerns on here? I assure you I do not actually call him that.Some of you wanted to hear

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It's Sunday. No homework day. He's at church and I'm not yet. It must be time to blog.I have this problem when I haven't blogged for a while. I want to catch you all up on everything that has happened in my life, but there is just not time to write about all of it, so I have trouble deciding what you would most like to hear about. (If you let me know what you'd most like to hear about, I'd be

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I don't think I've neglected my blog this much since the mission. I guess the problem was that I sort of went on an 11 day long date, beginning on the day that I last wrote. Well, I suppose I wouldn't call that a problem, but it did impede my blogging quite a bit.I know that pictures were requested, but I'm afraid I must inform you that the only pictures that I managed to take over the 11 days

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-59789865378014737972010-11-18T06:58:00.000-07:002010-11-18T06:59:00.406-07:00

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I was sitting here doing homework in the Wilk, and I suddenly noticed this big round thing on the ceiling. I sit here every week, but I'd never noticed it before.It has flashing lights.I think it looks like some sort of alien device.

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It's been a while since I updated you on this whole situation. I think I am going crazy. But I like this kind of crazy. I am so excited for him to be here on Thursday I can hardly stand it.Oh yeah, I'm also spending Thanksgiving in Logan with him and his sister and their grandparents. I'm just a bit excited for that too.It's interesting to see how close we've become simply from talking to each

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In my facebook inbox today, from a guy that I taught in Port Orchard:Hi Hannah ,Or do I still call you Sister Bringhurst ?! :)Just wanted to stop by and say hi and tell you that I miss you . You made a difference in my life , just being you and your teachings . Hope all is well , you look happy !God bless you Hannah ,friends , Mike

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I've been lucky enough to have borscht every day this week.On Sunday Fialka made it for a potluck. On Monday I had leftovers from said potluck. Today the Russian Choir sang at Mark Purves' stake's Relief Society Activity, and his wonderful wife had made a big pot of it.My tongue is terribly burned, but I don't even care. It was deliciously worth it. Anybody want to make borscht for me tomorrow?

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I just completed my Japanese homework for tomorrow and stuck it in the front pocket of my notebook.You are my witnesses.By the way, today is a palindrome (01.11.10), and I posted this at a palindromic time, so I'll have you know I made a pretty big wish just now.I guess unless you write the date as 11.01.10, but why would you do that when you have the perfect opportunity to write 01.11.10?

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-61155480144477464672010-10-29T22:54:00.000-06:002010-10-29T22:54:55.292-06:00

I always seem to find myself in unique relationship situations.Take Tim, for example (sorry I couldn't manage three posts in a row without talking about him). We've never yet even been on an actual date (unless you count talking on the phone and Skype pretty much every night, which accomplishes much of the same thing, if you ask me), and yet it's pretty much already assumed that we're together,

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I have this problem with my Japanese homework. Two problems, actually.The first problem is that I often forget to do my Japanese homework until about 9:30 pm the night before it is due. I don't know why I continue to forget it, since it is due every Tuesday and every Thursday. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but I just cannot get that idea to stick in my head. So 9:30 will roll around on

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I made fresh delicious flour tortillas today. It only took me two tries to get it right, and I don't think I'll ever buy tortillas again.It's quite simple really. I took some flour and put it in a bowl (I think I used about two cups and got eight tortillas out of it). Then I added a little baking powder and a little salt (maybe 1/2 or 1 tsp of each). I mixed that around some, and then I stuck a

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Some things that have made me happy in the past few days in regards to Kerns:1. His dad apparently got a glimpse of me on Skype, and said that I'm pretty.2. He asked me a hypothetical question: If he were to buy me a plane ticket to Alabama, would I fly out there to see him?3. I thought that he was just asking aforementioned question to see how much I like him, but apparently he was serious.4.

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Disjointed thoughts for the evening:1. My legs were not meant for Fijian dance.2. I really enjoy hearing him tell me that I'm beautiful.

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It's kind of fun, getting to know him again, this time not as a missionary. My mom was always asking me things about him and his personal life, like what he's studying and what he wants to do with his life, and what he likes to do, and I never knew any of the answers, because we only ever talked about missionary stuff! So now I am finding out all those fun little details.And it is fun. Yesterday

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-21846868936776757622010-10-13T22:11:00.000-06:002010-10-13T22:11:35.877-06:00

Part of me knew that he would call me today, and part of me doubted a bit, but when my phone rang tonight, rescuing me from a lengthy article on English pronunciation, I knew without even looking that it was him.We talked for over an hour. Yes, this is the Tangerine you know - the one who just hates talking on the phone.And it was good. And strange too, now that neither of us are on the mission

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Two years ago today, I entered the MTC. It feels like yesterday. I've hardly had better times than those. I remember learning so much so quickly and being amazed by it. I'd go back in an instant.But I guess life is for moving forward, not back.I went out tracting with the sister missionaries yesterday. Tracting in Provo! I never thought I'd get to do such a thing. We went to Alta Apartments. It

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Yesterday I gained a new perspective on that idea of praying always that the scriptures so often tell us aboutOn Wednesday, as I mentioned before, I went to my Japanese TA's office hour after class, and she taught me how to pray in Japanese, and then she immediately asked me to say the prayer in our class on Friday (today) when Warnick-sensei was going to visitSo yesterday, probably for the first

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I can pray in Japanese! There is no turning back now. There's something about being able to talk to God in a language that just brings that language ever so much closer to my heart.I won't even go into detail at this time on some of the other ways in which Japanese has stolen my heart.Oh yeah, and I finally got katakana to stick in my head. All it took was learning it my way instead of the way

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-3002114088069244192010-10-05T11:39:00.000-06:002010-10-05T11:39:46.793-06:00

I have eatenthe plumsthat were inthe iceboxand whichyou were probablysavingfor breakfastForgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so cold- William Carlos WilliamsActually, this was just to say something else, but I forgot what the something else was, so I decided to say that instead.

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My blogging fingers are not waxing spiritual tonight - my missionaries already got all of my Conference insights - so you get to hear about the awkwardness of hugging.Who on earth was the first person who thought, I bet it would be really fun if we kind of squished ourselves together and put our arms around each other?Why is it so acceptable in our culture to hug everyone whenever you feel like

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-48938111672932498162010-09-28T23:48:00.000-06:002010-09-28T23:48:59.479-06:00

I should be sleeping right now, but Rachel requested a blog post, so here it is.I've actually been trying to write for days now, but just haven't been able to get it to work out. So now, instead of all the deep and profound things that I've been meaning to write, you get a quick catch-up post, so I can feel up to date again.On Saturday Sister Lawrence and I had one of those miracles of an

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Elder Holland spoke at our regional conference about accepting all the calls that the Lord extends to you. He told a story about a young pioneer girl who found out that her father had been called to pack up and leave their home and take his family to settle the "Muddy Mission." This was how he quoted the story: The father of the girl who sat next to me was also called. Said my companion, ‘What is

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-48464965936232054172010-09-17T22:33:00.001-06:002010-09-17T22:34:51.895-06:00

Tonight I fell in love with Japan. Not just my cute TA.I'm not sure how it happened. Maybe it was the yukimi daifuku.

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I do. I want some right now.Okay, it's been a while since I wrote about school. Now we're a few weeks into things, and the novelty has worn off, but I still love it.I feel like I'm learning a language in almost every class. I've got Welsh twice a week, Japanese every day, and Russian choir on Thursdays. In addition to that, I'm taking Polynesian dance, in which we have to learn a bunch of

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-20747062667660890822010-09-14T12:24:00.000-06:002010-09-14T12:24:25.598-06:00

For those of you who weren't aware, Elder Hales gave the devotional today (or "devotion" as my dear Sister Lawrence calls it).Unfortunately, I work in the Bookstore until it closes for Devotional at 10:45, so I'm never able to go early and get front row seats. However, there was one time when I got picked to sit in the front row at President Monson's devotional, so I generally head to the spot

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-38392604858633232542010-09-12T23:18:00.001-06:002010-09-12T23:19:49.645-06:00

The missionary comes home in one month. It seems so close and so far away at the same time.Really I just want to talk to him sometimes, that's all. I miss being able to call him up whenever a miracle happens, and hear how excited he is for us, or just to tell him about what I've been studying. I never even realized how much I liked that until I couldn't do it anymore.And then there's the part of

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I've been keeping myself far too busy to blog.I still love my Japanese class. I love my Welsh class too, and Russian choir. My other classes are quite enjoyable as well, which is good, because they are my major classes. Polynesian dance is a lot of work, but fun.Yesterday I went to the Shotokai Karate club introductory night for new people, and enjoyed myself immensely there. I learned how to

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Warning: If you happen to be a boy who has caused drama in my life, this post contains my candid views on you. This is one of those posts where my mom gets on and comments "This is a bit personal, isn't it?" or something along those lines. If that disturbs you, skip to the end.I had to work yesterday morning. Don't get me wrong - I love my job - but working Saturdays there is mind-numbingly

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I just don't blog like I used to. I can't believe a whole week has gone by and you've only gotten one post out of me. And so I hardly know where to start with the rest of my first impressions.I guess I'll start with Japanese, since I've had the most of it. I finally mostly know what's going on in our ACT (MWF) classes now! And today I got to show off my crazy chopsticks skills. Sadly, I also

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I love school so much!My classes were so fun.Okay, so I started off the day with Japanese, and It was amazing. It was with our TA, and (yes, this seems to happen to me every time) he is so cute! And he only spoke Japanese the whole time, which was hilarious and really fun because a lot of the time we didn't really know what was going on. But I don't even know what his name is, because I couldn't

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School starts tomorrow!I remember five(!) years ago when I was a little freshman in Heritage Halls, and I left for school on my first day, and campus looked so different all full of people that I couldn't find the JSB and I had to ask somebody for help.I don't intend to have that problem tomorrow.I'm so excited!I'll try to remember to give my first impressions tomorrow, just like old times.

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I probably shouldn't blog when I'm all flustered, but I am doing it anyway. At least it's a happy fluster.I was just leaving work today, and my supervisor came after me, and she was talking all quiet so nobody else could hear, and the first thought that went through my mind was, Oh no, now I'm in trouble because I talk too much. But it turned out that she just wanted to tell me how much she likes

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-13151041790536403342010-08-19T12:01:00.001-06:002010-08-19T12:02:17.980-06:00

It's been a while hasn't it? By my standards, at least.I've been having all sorts of adventures that I've left you out of. Unfortunately (for you) I don't like writing about old adventures, so here's a quick summary, and I'll try to have some new ones soon.I moved! I really like my new place. It has a walk-in closet, a washer and dryer, it's really cheap, I don't have to pay rent until October,

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Washington is so beautiful. My weak photography skills and not so great camera don't even come close to doing it justice.The waterfront off Bayshore DriveA typical sunset in SilverdaleDyes InletTracting through the forestSatsop Bulb Farm (yes, that is a nuclear power plant in the background)Baby rainbow in RochesterIn the church parking lot in Port OrchardMy Mullenix chapel - the Dearth's baptism

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In case you hadn't noticed, today is 08/09/10. And it is now 11:12. So you should make a wish, of course. At this very moment.I assure you I did not stay up this late just to remind you of that fact. I am sleeping right now, in fact, and I scheduled my blog to post at this very instant. Aren't I clever? But of course I am making a wish in my dreams.

Tangerinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08969237980160636821noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20839556.post-52951044656691977002010-08-08T21:06:00.001-06:002010-08-08T21:07:43.866-06:00

I am in love with this yogurt.Usually when I go grocery shopping I don't indulge in such things, but this stuff was on sale for $1.40 because its sell-by date is coming up, so I figured I could splurge just this once.Now there is no turning back. It even reminded me of Yeo Valley. I could eat the entire 32 ounces of it right now.P.S. Do any of you have any thoughts on bread machines? Please share.

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In Rochester there was this poster up on our wall that had been there through many generations of missionaries. It was Hard Rock Cafe style, and it said, "Missionary: Hard Work All Day, All Work, No Play"(The messiness of our house is another story in and of itself)Every P-Day I would look up at that poster and think about how not true it was. We played every Monday!And so I would like to present

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Just a few of the great things that happened to me yesterday:On my lunch break, my brother came to the Bookstore to look for a cheap bag, and while he was there we found this awesome black leather backpack for $5.99 that I just could not resist (pictures will probably come later).After work I got to go pick apricots, and ate them until I was nearly sick.When I got home, I checked the mail, and

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I had a bit of an adventure this afternoon, of my own making.It was kind of a spontaneous thing. I needed to go to Orem at some point to sign a contract for Fall/Winter, because the management of my new place is located there. And then at work today my supervisor told me to just go home after lunch so I'd have enough hours to work all day tomorrow while she's gone.So I had the whole afternoon

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For your lunchtime enjoyment, here are some excerpts from the email my little brother just sent me. He's currently serving in the Utah Salt Lake City Mission while he waits for his visa to come so he can go to Mexico, where he was actually called to serve."I hard committed someone to be baptized yesterday and with just a little cajoling she said yes... So hopefully that pans out :) It was in

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